A first world tragedy occurred today. Cell phone down. Not just one, but two cell phones went for a swim in the lake. Too bad phones don’t swim. I started the day with a plan, a plan to go fishing. I was going to go on my motorcycle to the dock and then fish my way to Westbank and pick up my girls and her friends and family. The girls whined, they didn’t want to go on the lake. They Read more…
Warm sunshine glowed down upon us as Indian summer continued into October. We sat in the bow of Serendipity soaking in the glory of it all. My Sister, her husband, my daughter, my wife, and I basked in the heat of the afternoon. A connection long coming, it was good to get some family time on the water. It was an escape from the world around us. I was glad to relax, to feel the warmth of the sun and Read more…
My summer of strange possibilities extended into the fall. We had a booking with Luxury Lake Tours. I had a sunset cruise on an amazing autumn day, a day that kept summer holding on. Warm sunshine lit the sky and embraced me. I mounted my steel horse and ventured to the dock. Only the smoky haze of distant fires occupied a cloudless sky. I cruised down Highway 97, resisting the urge to roll into the throttle. Traffic was light for Read more…
After six long and agonizing weeks, they finally fixed Serendipity. Our beautiful Campion Biltmore was another victim of Covid. Evinrude stopped making motors in April, ostensibly because of Covid19, perhaps because of other issues as well. When the world stopped due to the virus, BRP the parent company of Evinrude elected to shut things down and send everyone home. This didn’t help their customers and it left everyone scrambling, parts were an issue, and getting them took forever. Getting answers Read more…
Two greying figures stooped over microphones and hurled vindictive barrages of verbal diarrhea at one another. It was a dismaying situation watching the first presidential debate of our wayward brothers from south of the border. It got so bad that one wealthy old guy told the other wealthy old guy to shut up. Of course, he didn’t. The descent into chaos has accelerated and I don’t know who the winner was. The loser was the American people. I make no Read more…
With ragged breaths, I took the last few steps in the snow. I saw my goal in front of me, my friend was already there, he had a grin that stretched across his face. I knew what he was looking at and I pushed my muscles a little further. I gained the last steps and turned. I shared the awe my friend felt, the joy on his face was as clear as the sun filling the mountain sky in front Read more…
Zinggg, the thin line spun off the reel. I could sense it more than feel it. He was there beside me, my fishing buddy. There was a fog in the air and I could sense my breath in the mist. I couldn’t see it; I started to reel in the line. The lunker was out there. I was pulling in the line, excitement building. “How I wish, How I wish You were here,” Pink Floyd interrupted my reverie. It had Read more…
The world of Zoom feels in some ways like an alternate reality. Everyone sits in their little box waiting their turn to speak. I don’t like the new reality of Zoom meetings. I find it hard to stay engaged and hard to connect with the other people in the meeting. This morning I started my day with a Zoom meeting. I understand why people like Zoom. I appreciate the good points of meeting in this alternate universe, a digital universe. Read more…
Six months have passed in the shadow of a new viral infection that slowed the world. A pandemic that sounded like panic and to some more like plandemic. The panic seems to have eased even though the number of cases is far higher than when we went into lockdown in the middle of March. The number of cases is greater but the number of deaths has dropped. Testing is more widespread than it was in March so it is no Read more…
Road trip. Today was another day of work in Kamloops. A road trip to work and a chance to clear my mind. I cranked up the volume of my stereo and headed up the Coquihalla Highway. The highway rises from the valley and heads upward. My Chevy Duramax diesel eats the kilometres like a hungry snake as the road stretches towards the sky. I crank up the music and tune on the satellite radio, I enjoy the therapy of the Read more…